"Nothing much," he answered. "Typical day in the air, really."
He stopped there, clearly thinking hard over something. His mouth moved without sound and his head shook again. After a moment, he looked back up at the pair of them and grinned. "So," Ron said and leaned forwards towards Leila, poking her in the stomach, "reckon you'll be able to keep from getting Dada in trouble with Mummy over the ice cream this time, or should we let him get in trouble again?"